For as long as I lived at home, I remember crawling up to my mom on the couch, laying my head on her thigh, and her petting my head/hair (actually, all my brothers did it, too!). Ohhh, how I loved that! But, I never knew how fabulous it was to be the one doing the petting until Jake came along.
In this picture, I'm sitting, cross-legged, when the boy climbs on up, and lays across my lap so that we can watch TV together. It was such an incredible feeling to have my boy come up to cuddle on me in that moment. I'd just stroke his head until I was feeling him getting heavier and heavier as he got more relaxed :-)
For this, I am thankful.